Adan, a bird of the after world
Vigilance is her works
God looks heaven for her while she's looking at the earth
A never walk alone bird
Always in the company of friends
She is never a barren bird
Her house is always full of offsprings
She goes to work in the morning
In the dusk, she returns home
Always living her life like a woman
She carries her child on her back,
Takes her on a picnic
Âdan, a strange bird in the world of birds.
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I would like to translate this poem
Something I didn't know about the Bat, a great poem.